Creativity is hard. Really. I put a lot of pressure on myself to do and be my best. It comes from my father. Growing up he would expect me to be the best, no exceptions. For example, I struggled with math when I was in school. I had to study very hard and diligently to understand even the most basic concepts. When I had a big exam coming I would study each night, training hard to remember how to solve each different type of equation. Usually I did well, but well was not enough. Let’s say I brought home a math test where I scored 95% (a very good score for me). My mother would be thrilled knowing...

Oh, hello there! It has been a while! Since last we spoke I have traveled to Ireland for my Kerrygold adventure, lost my sweet little beagle Zuzu, and spent the last seven months (and counting) in and out of hospitals and rehab facilities with my...